It's my kid's second Halloween. How is that even possible?
Saturday, October 31, 2009
A Quick Halloween Flashback
It's 10AM and Mason is still sleeping (what the heck?!) so here's a couple pictures taken exactly one year ago.
It's my kid's second Halloween. How is that even possible?
It's my kid's second Halloween. How is that even possible?
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Scooped, Carved, and Cracked
A few afternoons ago, we took Mase's little pumpkin out on the deck and got ready to carve.
Obviously, I couldn't give a seventeen-month-old a knife, so Mason became the designated seed-scooper-outer.
He ended up being very interested in this pumpkin business, inspecting it carefully. He smelled it:
looked inside:
and, of course, tasted it:
All that scooping wore the kid out, and with Mason safely in his crib for nap time, I did the carving:
Not exactly a work of art, but what could you possibly expect in the span of a twenty-three minute nap? When he woke, I let him inspect the finished product.
I guess he was satisfied, but it took him all of forty-five seconds to take the top off and proceed to shove it inside the pumpkin, crushing my hard work.
Ack. Babies. This is why we don't have any nice things.
Obviously, I couldn't give a seventeen-month-old a knife, so Mason became the designated seed-scooper-outer.
He ended up being very interested in this pumpkin business, inspecting it carefully. He smelled it:
looked inside:
and, of course, tasted it:
All that scooping wore the kid out, and with Mason safely in his crib for nap time, I did the carving:
Not exactly a work of art, but what could you possibly expect in the span of a twenty-three minute nap? When he woke, I let him inspect the finished product.
I guess he was satisfied, but it took him all of forty-five seconds to take the top off and proceed to shove it inside the pumpkin, crushing my hard work.
Ack. Babies. This is why we don't have any nice things.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
The Patch
It was another gorgeous fall day - 70s again! - so Aimee and I took Mason and Madelynn to the pumpkin patch.
First thing was first... Aimee and I aren't ones to miss a perfectly good photo op:
or twenty...
From there, it was off to the corn maze.
I've never been in a corn maze before, but my map-reading skills are apparently horrible, because we quickly got lost in the dark, corny jungle.
Soon, the babies came across a tunnel. Was it the way out?!
We had no idea, but you couldn't have paid Mason to crawl through that thing. Luckily, fearless Madelynn was happy to take the lead.
On the other side of the tunnel was... the buried treasure!
Uninterested in gold and jewels and quickly approaching starvation, the babies shared the only morsel of food in our possession:
Refueled and energized, Mase and Mads escaped the corn maze. But our adventures proved to be far from over when Mason spotted something strange in the distance.
Mads, always one step ahead, was already scoping out the... um.. uh.. sheep?
Goats? I have no idea. All I know is, those things were scarier than getting lost in a corn maze with two babies and no Micky Cheese.
Staring that bugger right the face, Mase shouted out his first animal sound: "baahhhhh!" although the noises these sheep made were far from a friendly little "bahh".
Eventually, we picked out our pumpkins and called it a day.
But not before weighing my pumpkin - 27 pounds!
Mase's favorite part of the afternoon? Sitting with the pumpkins in the wagon ride back to the car.
The only thing tougher than navigating our way through a corn maze is going to be carving pumpkins with a 17-month-old. Stay tuned..
First thing was first... Aimee and I aren't ones to miss a perfectly good photo op:
or twenty...
From there, it was off to the corn maze.
I've never been in a corn maze before, but my map-reading skills are apparently horrible, because we quickly got lost in the dark, corny jungle.
Soon, the babies came across a tunnel. Was it the way out?!
We had no idea, but you couldn't have paid Mason to crawl through that thing. Luckily, fearless Madelynn was happy to take the lead.
On the other side of the tunnel was... the buried treasure!
Uninterested in gold and jewels and quickly approaching starvation, the babies shared the only morsel of food in our possession:
Refueled and energized, Mase and Mads escaped the corn maze. But our adventures proved to be far from over when Mason spotted something strange in the distance.
Mads, always one step ahead, was already scoping out the... um.. uh.. sheep?
Goats? I have no idea. All I know is, those things were scarier than getting lost in a corn maze with two babies and no Micky Cheese.
Staring that bugger right the face, Mase shouted out his first animal sound: "baahhhhh!" although the noises these sheep made were far from a friendly little "bahh".
Eventually, we picked out our pumpkins and called it a day.
But not before weighing my pumpkin - 27 pounds!
Mase's favorite part of the afternoon? Sitting with the pumpkins in the wagon ride back to the car.
The only thing tougher than navigating our way through a corn maze is going to be carving pumpkins with a 17-month-old. Stay tuned..
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Oh No...
He took his own diaper off. How the heck did he do that?
Luckily, that one was just a pee dipe. I guess it's pants for this kid from here on out.
Luckily, that one was just a pee dipe. I guess it's pants for this kid from here on out.
Sunshine Makes Us Happy
Yesterday was beautiful. Today is too... and after getting our first snowfall a few days ago, it was a huge relief to see the sun shining again. It's not winter, yet.
All this sunshine combined with my ELEVEN STRAIGHT HOURS of sleep last night has both Mason and I in amazing moods. As for the ladybugs on our porch... well... I don't think they're quite as happy.
All this sunshine combined with my ELEVEN STRAIGHT HOURS of sleep last night has both Mason and I in amazing moods. As for the ladybugs on our porch... well... I don't think they're quite as happy.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Do Not Open 'til X-Mas
With two months and five days left until Christmas, a very disgruntled UPS man dropped Mason's present off this afternoon. Luckily Mason was napping, so I grabbed the box, carried it into the apartment and hid it on the top shelf in the closet.
Just kidding. I didn't carry it anywhere. That box was HUGE. No wonder the UPS man was looking so salty after climbing all those stairs. Estimated weight in box = 70 pounds. I drug the thing inside the door and, well, that's where it sits.
Mason sat on and climbed over that box all afternoon but, thankfully, didn't seem to recognize it as anything other than a cardboard box. What is it, you ask?
I suppose I may have gotten a little ahead of myself. I mean, Mase is too young to start snooping for presents yet... but how am I going to keep myself from at least peeking into the box for sixty-five more days?! I should have waited 'til at least November.
Just kidding. I didn't carry it anywhere. That box was HUGE. No wonder the UPS man was looking so salty after climbing all those stairs. Estimated weight in box = 70 pounds. I drug the thing inside the door and, well, that's where it sits.
Mason sat on and climbed over that box all afternoon but, thankfully, didn't seem to recognize it as anything other than a cardboard box. What is it, you ask?
I suppose I may have gotten a little ahead of myself. I mean, Mase is too young to start snooping for presents yet... but how am I going to keep myself from at least peeking into the box for sixty-five more days?! I should have waited 'til at least November.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Haven't You Always Wanted a MonKEY?!
New trick of the week (besides growing teeth, that is.. this kid's had four teeth pop through in the past two weeks!) climbing EVERYTHING.
This can't be good.
This can't be good.
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